no, ours smells better, ours is better, softer, not everything smells more like our own, it’s all ours already belarusian, everything grown in the botanical garden, acquired from there, oh, what kind of monster is this, these are our citrons, i ’ve never seen anything like this i saw how many people you work here, two people, and this is our naked laboratory assistant, our employee, so this is a real lemon, galina, yes, it’s you... well , the colors, it’s also gorgeous, neither blue nor what cool, who came up with yellow red, and yellow color, yes, it's so fun, listen, it's so beautiful, and you how many years have you been working, i’ve been working since 1985, oh, that’s a lot, we count it as 15 + 24, 1985, oh, i can’t count, that’s 39 or something, 45 would be. 40 years old, you

also have to spin it in your arms, and you work in a lemon shop for a long time or in different different ones just on this farm, at a heating plant, my neighbor, listen, you’re all in the same house or something like an apartment building, a big one , yulia borisovna is also in ours, yes, she already told me that the director is also in the same house, everyone is in the same house, there is some kind of issue here, it can be resolved on a bench, in the yard, galya, thank you very much, happy.

this is how the morning of saturday march 23 turned out, we hope that in your mind you will return to the people we introduced you to today, your soul will be happier and your heart will be warmer, thanks to everyone who helped us prepare this program, see you in a week, always your svetlana. and

wait for a visit, the world is not simple, not at all simple, it is impossible to hide in it from storms, from thunderstorms, it is impossible to hide in it from winter storms, and from separations, from bitter separations, but there is only wind in the world. stars sunlight, there is a house dear, the warmth of the fire, i loved you, i loved you, not three drops, but four, oh, i already fill half a jar, and then i lie there until 5 in the morning, thinking about good things, that’s all i have in life, that’s all , what is the joy of every day, everything, what are the worries about? dreams, that’s all, that’s all you,

calendula, i know, sea buckthorn, yes, thyme, that’s all i have in life. everything that is the joy of every day, everything that i call my destiny is connected, connected, only with you, oh, comrades, hear, hear how he smells, hear how he wants smells through the tv screen, the world is not simple , at all it’s not easy, but i’m not afraid of storms or thunderstorms, i’m not afraid of the host. the cold is not scary, the heat, if you are with me, you are next to me, you want to earn extra money, well, how about you, not so much, if i start helping, nothing will grow here , don’t be sad, don’t be sad in vain, when

trouble suddenly arises on the way, i can cope with any trouble in the crown, because i have you. and for now i’ll quietly eat a cucumber, everything that i have in life, everything that is the joy of every day , everything that worries and dreams about, that’s all, but can i hug you, bye, bye, great, god, how it’s nice, and how we’ve been waiting for you, everything in life. and i have everything that is the joy of every day, everything that i call my destiny is connected, connected only with you, i broke my neck,

saysella broke my neck, faith of course, here you have only artists, the big theater , dramatically, you don't be sad, don't be sad in vain when suddenly... trouble will arise on the way, i will cope with trouble, keeping love, because i have, i have you, everything, everything that i have in life, everything, everything that is the joy of every day, everything that i forget with my destiny , connected, connected only with you, connected.

we confidently step into a new day and do it to the music of our own, the music that sounds inside each of us. it is everywhere in the sun, in timid movements, at our fingertips; music inspires, makes us think and opens up thousands of roads for us. music can change the world because

it can change us. music. inside each of us. how many years have passed since i was here on my own. on the farm, in this place where i am standing, there was my father’s house, and here there were swamps all around, among these swamps there was a large planting, in this planting there were so many fish, so many fish, that we caught them in buckets,

collected them in basins, and my mother dried them in the oven, and we ate them all winter, and the most important thing i want to say is, what’s the name? rybna villages, because there were a lot of fish here, the name rybna came about. as a child, i herded cows, i didn’t like to herd them, but my mother forced me, she even sang to me to cheer me up, i sang since childhood, she taught me this song: oh you krovki, krovki, kicked you out early... kicked you out early... , i haven’t had enough, i haven’t slept, i’ve got some fresh milk

i took the edge of the bread with me and put it in a bag . of course, these places are very dear to me, because my childhood was spent here, when the birds fly in in early spring , the books sing, the horses, the pitching, and my... memory is very good, i went to the swamp and where the duck was sitting, she flew off, got scared, and there were eggs, and i brought them home, so i then received from my father what you did, this is, he says, then children come out of them, and you brought it, so i remember it well, and also when the paska came and these flowers bloomed in the swamp yellow, it was called latox, these flowers were picked in the swamp and the eggs were painted, the eggs were very beautiful, they were so yellow, i

remember it very much, along this road they brought houses from the farms on carts, houses like this one, this house stands, along this street, all the houses were taken from the huters; basically all the relatives live here. this is my village , i spent my childhood here with songs, with music, since my father played the button accordion, and i was still very little, and he will come home from work, tired, and i ask him, tattoo, play, and i will sing, he plays, i dance, sing together, and my mother comes and says, god, you’ve been chopping all day long. well, rest, and it’s like: oh, manya, what a joy it is that i pass on my gift to children,

all these songs, i’m now singing in a group with my participants and i’m very pleased that i managed to re-shoot everything in time to teach people and children. this is my sister’s house , my father built it, we often come here to visit, sing songs, have fun, but today even my own brother, pavel, came here, he lives in kobrin, but came to visit his sister, standing next to him is his niece, masha, she also plays the button accordion and my sister’s daughter tatyana. our family is all about songs, and today we will sing a song, words and music of my

brother alexei kirievsky, come visit your parents, come visit your parents so that your conscience doesn’t torment you later, bring your grandchildren more often, it’s happiness for the parents to see them, bring your grandchildren more often . it is happiness for my parents to see them, i was born in the village of rybna, graduated from school, worked in the gaikovsky rural library for 7 years, but due to family circumstances, my husband moved to kobrin and i also moved, worked in... i participated in amateur performances, when for the first time i went to

minsk to an international youth festival, and from there i came back to work in nivermak, and i thought that this was not my profession in trade to be , so i decided to leave there, but since i showed up in the city, i already performed in amateur performances in the cultural center and the regional executive committee. i was sent to the new path collective farm, and then i organized a collective. magdalena, folk club of folklore lovers magdalene. but to me i wanted something else. i have this , you see, i got such a charge, and i organized a group, and we called it the folk ensemble songs of music zaranitsa, for about a half year i worked in two groups, my daughter svetlana, she came, and we are now working with her , she is in magdalene, and i am in zaranitsa, this is my home,

my joy, here i lived as a child in this... my husband lived, my mother, my father, two brothers, two sisters, we often met in this house, sang songs, had fun , we were very happy, but this house is no longer the same as it was on the farm, when his father moved it, it became completely different, a little more modern, now his brother alexey pavlovich, a local composer, lives here, he wrote a lot of songs, for me this house is very...

my family and i often meet and prepare a dish: daughter natasha, granddaughter masha. and the dish will be traditional, both for our family and for the residents of the village of rybna. we said dumplings and pancakes with cottage cheese in lystny. first, mom will knead the dough for the dumplings. the family was very large and it was necessary to always prepare a lot of food. traditionally, the dough for dumplings is mixed

and salted. and at the same time the housewife was heating the milk on the stove. now we will add a little soda to it, a couple of spoons of sugar in the milk, definitely sunflower oil, mom pours the flour, and we immediately take a spoon, and i will knead the dough with my hand, in families the older children have always been taught. girls preparing food at home in order to grow up to be a good housewife, the girls were given the right to knead the dough, this was always supervised by their grandmother, aunt, and the smaller children who were the smaller ones, who were two or three years old, carried pieces of dough and sculpted different

figures, because there was no plasticine, now we add flour. well, our dough is ready, it should stand, rest, grandma lina will prepare the filling for the dumplings, and i will prepare the filling for the dumplings, regular cottage cheese is 350 grams, sugar is added here, yes, but you beat the egg there, but we don’t, because you will swell. frying pan, poured a little oil here, a little oil now we will make the first pancake. grandma taught us all the time to be good people, that is, at the table, such an educational process took place while preparing food. in our

village, well, in the village, a happy family was considered where the daughter-in-law and mother-in-law were friends. as a rule, many belarusian songs depict the difficult life of a young daughter-in-law who came to live with her mother-in-law. now we will perform for you a piece of an old song about how a mother says goodbye to her daughter during a wedding. i will sow the crops with the juice. oh, what a pity, rostaty, mother to you and me. oh, what a pity, grow up, mom, you and i, we’re so for

song after song, you see how quickly the process went for us, the foliage, after they were fried, they were then put in a clay pot, covered in butter, and put in the oven, they languished there in the oven. the cottage cheese was languishing in the oven, it turned out to be like cheese , pleasantly viscous, this aroma , of course, cannot be compared with any modern one, probably the smell of this taste of dmk, real firewood gave this real true aroma of delicious village food, once upon a time my grandmother taught me to beat butter as a child , she says: you need to beat the butter gradually calmly.

oh, masha already has a tail, even worse than a woman. these are the gallops. well, we prepared our traditional, most favorite

dish of our family, dumplings with cottage cheese and nalistniki with cottage cheese, pancakes, fried them, of course, in butter, they were served with wonderful homemade sour cream. bon appetit and good health everyone. well, what kind of people are they? polishuks are hardworking people, they sing, they themselves compose folk songs. we even had such a zod in our village, and he’s coming, man, that’s it. street, i’m walking, he immediately stops me, says: stop, he’ll immediately write something about me, they wove, knitted, and embroidered, they worked, but when the holidays come, work didn’t stop them from spending these holidays, they we were just relaxing, as my father says:

they said, we went to the canal, it’s a canal, it’s a river, and this river separates the village of rybna and the village of kiselyoltsy, but the village of rybna and the village of kiselyoltsy were very friendly people, we also sang songs near the river , performed rituals, performed round dances, in my youth there was such a belief that the girls and i came. they put wreaths on the river, whose first wreath would float to its destination, that girl would be the first to get married, but we

didn’t look then. whose wines came first, who got married first or who got married last, but the fact is that we all got married, and also along this river, along the bank, we went to the club, we walked along the path here all the time , all the time we sang songs with the girls, my youth was very fun and good. on what basis do certain american corporations, ngos, soros, media-like structures that dictate to us the rules of life in our state, the thought of

how, in one way or another, still lingers. precisely provocative, because otherwise there is no way to unleash a military conflict , at the moment there are no prerequisites for defeating us, now we are on the verge of holding electoral campaigns, the terrorist activity of our opponents, it is beginning to increase significantly, here is a clear interaction between various security forces departments and components, here are the armed forces and the state security committee, the ministry of internal affairs, the border service agencies, this is our joint one.

what a beautiful church of st. john the evangelist. residents of the village of rybna come to this temple to pray. he wasn't like this before. the very first temple was built in 1914 and in 1965 under soviet rule. this temple was completely destroyed, in 1991 my father and the residents of all these nearby villages decided to build a new temple, but for this, my father went to minsk for the project, he was given permission, my father and his sons alexey and pavel, all... residents of

the village of rybna and also this village the residents of kiselev, where it now stands, helped with money and with their work built such a beautiful temple. the great patriotic war did not spare our fishing village. many residents. went to war, but not everyone returned, and in honor of the dead they built a monument, four arches, that there was a war here on the fishery for 4 years, and a bell, so that our children and great-grandchildren would not forget this memory every year... on may 9th here

there are always rallies to honor the memory of our fallen villagers. i made a corner in memory of my father, he is a veteran of the great patriotic war. my father told us such a case. when we went to visit him, and we asked him why the father of the order of the red star, four tips are red, and one is white, so the father told us, when they were going on the offensive, a small fragment came to him, the order of the red star hit him, he fell , but then, when he came to his senses, he put his hand under his shirt, and there, that means, there was an icon...